Vicious Rumer by Joshua Winning

Author:Joshua Winning [Winning, Joshua]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Unbound Digital
Published: 2018-04-23T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

This is it. There’s no escaping. If Mara doesn’t kill me, my mother will. I can’t bear to look at her. I swing back round in my seat, but her face is seared into my mind. So full of rage. A screaming phantom swooping down the motorway. There’s nothing she won’t do. If I’ve learnt anything from what I’ve read, it’s that she’ll stop at nothing until the job’s done.

So I’m her latest job. Suppose I should feel honoured.

‘You aren’t pleased to see her,’ Mara says. Though he’s mocking me, he’s pale, his expression drawn. Like me, he’s afraid of her, but there’s admiration, too. A desperate kind of respect.

The guard beside me lowers his window and leans out, gun aimed at the jeep. Shots ring out and I hear the jeep swerve, tyres catching on the tarmac. We’re rammed again and the guard nearly topples out onto the road.

I eye the other gun holstered at the guard’s hip. He’s distracted. I could grab it, take him out, turn it on Mara.

‘Off the motorway,’ Mara orders the driver. ‘Lose her. Now.’

I glance from the gun to the motorway and the breath catches in my throat.

‘Look out!’

The driver’s been so busy watching his rear-view mirror he doesn’t notice the truck in front of us. He spins the wheel and the SUV careens to one side. For a moment I think we’ll make it, but then there’s a crunch as we clip the back of the truck and the world explodes in a spinning, crunching nightmare of roaring metal and ringing glass.

The seatbelt threatens to slice me in half and my ears ring as the motorway somersaults. It seems like we’ll tumble forever, but finally we rock to a standstill.

I cough.

My chest is killing me and my head feels weird. Pumping with blood. My arms hang upward, scraping the ceiling, and I realise the SUV’s upside down. The seatbelt’s pinned me in place.

The vehicle creaks and I feel like I’m dreaming, only I can’t be because dreams never hurt this much.

The guard lies half out the window. There’s blood everywhere and I know he’s dead. Another one bites the dust. When your time’s up, it’s up, right?

Gradually my ears stop ringing. I hear the whoosh of cars on the other side of the motorway. And something else. A door opening somewhere and footsteps crunching calmly on the tarmac.

The jeep.

My mother.

I fumble for the seatbelt. Panic threatens to bubble up, flood my mouth with frantic mumbling, but I can’t let it. This is my moment. If I can get out of the car and run, I’ll be free. It’s my only option. Run like fucking crazy.

Click.

The seatbelt comes undone and I slump to the car ceiling. I’m all tangled limbs, flailing like a newborn lamb, and it’s gone eerily quiet. I manage to untangle myself and flip over onto my hands and knees, wincing as shards of glass slice into my palms.

Mara’s unconscious. He’s suspended the way I was, slumped against his seatbelt, long hair covering his face.

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